Simon + Travis slammed back another possum shot + took big swigs from their tumblers of bourbon, smashing the goblets down on the table. Sasha dropped from the sky, refreshing their crystal glasses. She bent over at her waist, flashing her ample cleavage in Travis’s face.

“You can have a taste of this,” Sasha whispered coyly, winking at Travis.

With Sasha’s exit, Simon began to unpack the history of Broughton and Asheville while Travis’s skin quivered in revulsion.

BROUGHTON

Broughton is a large principality nestled between the breathtaking Foxian and Casparian mountain ranges. Current population: 993,245. Broughton was founded in the 1700s and used to have a diverse demographic of White and Black – as if White and Black can possibly be diverse. Broughton is the tri-regional-duplicitous-regions capital. Its economy is driven by agriculture, thriving with an abundance of crops. Broughton was founded by 3-families with a long lineage: The Courts, Hearths, and the Dumfries. Its secondary industry is tourism, mostly in winter, when Broughton turns into a winter wonderland. Its third industry brings lustful travellers from the corners of this round earth to partake in Broughton’s proclivity for drug-fuelled sexual dalliances. What happens in Broughton – (stays) usually travels with travellers back to their homelands as STIs. All drugs were legalized in the late 1900s.

BROUGHTON: A SLICE OF HEAVEN YOU CAN TAKE HOME WITH YOU

SIMON

“Charles kept turning the crank. As much as he legalized drugs, he made carrying them illegal, he started to build privatized prisons. He began to incarcerate the poorest of the poor Whites. Inside these prisons, the inmates became slaves to industry. They were forced to manufacture the products society needed to thrive.”

“Some of the White’s began to rise. The interest-free loans allowing them a better life—started allowing them a better life. Charles hated this. He didn’t like commoners becoming more. He needed to stop the rise, create interest, offer opportunities to those stuck in the quicksand of life; loans to get into the home marketplace. The weight of the interest quickly became unbearable. Charles didn’t mind a few of the Whites profiting off the masses. He just needed to control how many. When the weight came crashing down, he repossessed from the unsuspecting fools the things they were never allowed to own. Charles had successfully subtracted the possibility of equality.”

“Eventually, I decided to overthrow Charles’s government. Violence was my choice. My grandson + Simon’s wife Melinda encouraged me to run against him politically instead. I sold our decaying population the premise of bringing Broughton back to the way it was. I promised to bring back the Blacks to allow the Whites to return to sitting on their lazy asses. I promised the impossible.”

TRAVIS

“You added to the addiction. You, bastard, you sold junkies another hit knowing if they took it, it might just be the hit that killed.”

SIMON

“I’m not proud. I needed to change history. I needed calm. I need luxury. I need to be worshipped. Travis, I’m not a bad man at heart. I do want the best for people. I need to continue to rule for that possibility to be realized.”